The owner of the village, Murong Murong, did not appear for a long time, but the deputy owner Qin Yi suddenly appeared, bringing the owner's apology. The owner of the village was busy with official duties. He had already finished handling the affairs and planned to come over to participate in the poetry appreciation party. Unexpectedly, his business suddenly
Something unexpected happened and he needed to go immediately, so he had to ask Qin Yi to come to the poem appreciation party on his behalf and bring his gift.
"Lottery?" Liu Yun was surprised. He didn't expect that this mysterious owner of Murong Manor was also a person who loved to join in the fun.
"This is Miss Mu, it's a pleasure to meet you." Qin Yi is a handsome young man, no more than twenty-five years old, with a pair of black eyes that seem to be able to see through past and present lives, revealing incomparable wisdom. His smile is like a crescent moon, solemn.
Like a cold star, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, gentle and controlled.
Qin Yi comes from a family of martial arts, but now he is in charge of most of the business of Murong Villa. He is the representative of many matters that require the owner of the village to intervene. This person's status in Murong Villa is evident. The most special thing is that he is not the kind of person who does not get angry but
Although he is a powerful man, he exudes a gentle aura, but I heard that he is extremely prestigious in Murong Villa. I can say that apart from the owner of Murong Villa, his words are the most convincing.
"Deputy Villa Master Qin, nice to meet you." Liu Yun smiled and nodded calmly.
Everyone cast a speculative look at Liu Yun. If the servant was ordered to invite Liu Yun to the banquet just now because of the Mu family's status in the business world, then the deputy owner's attitude towards Liu Yun now makes people even more confused.
It couldn't be called respectful, but it was extremely friendly. It was strange for a deputy owner in a high position to treat a fourteen-year-old girl with such courtesy.
"The owner of the village had heard that there would be competitions in poetry competitions every year, so he asked Qin to bring the prize. If there is a competition in this year's event, he would add a note." Qin Yi said this while looking at Liuyun, seeing that she seemed to be
He was a little interested in the lottery he was talking about, and then continued: "A promise, from our owner or Murong Villa, a promise."
As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately started whispering, with envy and jealousy in their expressions, and even more so, they were very upset about why they didn't participate.
Murong Villa has a huge influence, and it is involved in both the martial arts and shopping malls. It is said that it also has friendships with people in the imperial court. A promise from the owner of Murong Villa is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold.
The entire Murong Villa will be working hard for it. This is a huge promise.
Dongfang Jing, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but was stunned in his heart. Master Murong was really generous, but it still had to be seen how well Miss Mu performed and whether it was as they expected. He looked at Liuyun with interest and saw that she was like this
Calm and composed, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
With the winnings in hand, four highly respected gentlemen were invited to judge. Shen Yi, Dongfang Jing and Qin Yi were supervising the battle, and the competition began.
Qin Yi asked someone to bring two guqin to the empty seat in the middle of the table. Even Wan'er was not modest and took the lead in choosing a seat to sit down. He played with the strings a few times with his delicate hands to test the sound. The sound was melodious and rich, and the charm was long.
A few tones will tell you that it is a priceless instrument.
Lian Wan'er played a song called "Goose Falling on the Flat Sand". It started like wild geese visiting, the sky was very misty, looming, ups and downs, looking back gracefully, and hovering in silence. She slightly closed her eyes, as if she was enjoying such a tactful and smooth tune.
, the sound of the piano is euphemistic but resolute, coming from the right place, with a gurgling charm, just like the sound of nature.
Just when everyone was immersed in Lian Wan'er's music, a harmony suddenly appeared, and it circled up with Lian Wan'er's piano sound, like two lingering and pathos piano sounds. This is the so-called combination of piano and harp. The original sudden intrusion of the tone Weirdly, it covered Lian Wan'er's piano sound like a dodder flower, without any abruptness at all. It even slowly overshadowed Wan'er's piano sound, causing her to unconsciously follow the subsequent piano sounds.
Shen Yi suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Liu Yun's position. Sure enough, she was sitting in front of the guqin, stroking the strings with her bare hands. The ripples of music were like a clear spring, gently brushing across the lake, and the water rippled. She sat upright, with her lips With a faint smile and eyes moving, her hands suddenly left the strings, and Lian Wan'er stopped the music as if she had just woken up from a dream.
After a while, her eyes suddenly widened, and she shot sharp eyes at Liu Yun. Her hands couldn't stop shaking. She was afraid that she might no longer be able to play the piano in a short time. She didn't expect that she would follow her unconsciously. Rhythm and tune, and I didn't expect that I would lose to someone like her who has been laughed at by them.
She failed miserably in the duel, and she didn't even need to judge, she already understood the possibility of her defeat.
Gritting her teeth fiercely, she said angrily: "There are also calligraphy and painting, I will never lose to you."
It was not until this moment that everyone calmed down and understood who the second music sound just now came from. It actually surpassed Lian Wan'er and made her hands tremble, indicating that the music just played was Lian Wan'er's. An unmatched height, so her defeat was obvious.
Lan Xi clenched her fists fiercely. She didn't believe that Liu Yun's piano skills had improved so rapidly in such a short period of time. She knew that her piano skills would never reach such a level. Unless she had mastered it from the beginning. I deliberately hide my clumsiness in order to make a splash on such an occasion.
Thinking of this, she almost broke her silver teeth. It was actually her own hands that created the opportunity for her to become famous.
I'm afraid that from now on, she, a talented woman from Linyang City, should abdicate in favor of someone more talented.
"Don't worry, there are still two more rounds, and we may not be able to achieve her success." Lan Xi's sleeves were gently pulled down, and a low voice came from beside her. Lan Xi's eyes flashed shrewdly, and she smiled coldly. Wrong, even if she is poor at playing the piano, she doesn't believe she can win in calligraphy and painting.
What's more, she believed that the person beside her was fully prepared.
"In this round of piano skills, Mu Liuyun wins."
The subsequent calligraphy and painting were supposed to be divided into two rounds, but Liu Yun found it troublesome, so he suggested that they simply combine the two into one and just write inscriptions on the paintings to avoid wasting time.
Seeing Liu Yun's contempt and disdain, Lian Wan'er was furious and waved his hand to let someone put paper and ink on it.
Still in the empty space in the middle of the table, two large desks were placed. On the desks were placed fine inkstones and paints, and on the pen holders were Langhao pens of different sizes, suitable for both writing and painting.
After all, Lian Wan'er came from everyone. Even though he failed miserably in the piano competition just now, he still calmed down his emotions in this painting and calligraphy competition. He stood calmly in front of the desk and started painting.
Liu Yun, on the other hand, took the Langhao pen, dipped it in ink, and just drew a stroke on the rice paper, then stopped moving and stared at the rice paper in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
"It seems that Miss Mu has admitted defeat." There were bursts of sneers from the crowd.